"One of the Least of These, My Little One"
- The infant eyes look out amazed upon the frowning
- earth,
- A stranger, in a land now strange, child of the mantled-
birth;
- Waxing, he wonders more and more; the scowling grows
- apace;
A world, behind its barring doors, reviles his ebon face:
- Yet from this maelstrom issues forth a God-like entity.
- That loves a world all loveless, and smiles on Calvary!